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"Well met, Lord General Aleksandr," she said as she outreached a hand to him to shake.

For her, her devotion to the Emperor was only thing that keeps her alive. She might have all her scars, but she wore them as badges. She wasn't merely being arrogant. She was merely showing her love and devotion to the Emperor. One would tell when they met her. She had been here for a while, and as long as she drew breath, her enemy did not. This was what was going through her head the entire time she locked eyes on him. It was not out of mistrust but out of admiration of another soldier who devoted themselves to the Emperor of Mankind.

She knew in his eyes it was admiration as well. She could only hope that it was that and not something else. She kept her hand held out as she had the other hand as a salute. It was only right she do this for him so she didn't insult him further. Seeing him now in a different light made her smile inside. Perhaps the difference was evident, but they fought the same enemies.

"Sister Arpatia, yes, indeed you are bestowed the rank Sister Superior," she said in response to what Lord General Aleksandr said. It was right for her to give her fellow Sister a proper title for serving the Order well.

She could only nod as she sighed with relief being told by Aleksandr it was up to Coraline to give her her title. And she was happy inside it was Sister Superior. Of course knowing this now, she was close to Athene. But for how long? "Thank you, Sister-Palatine Coraline..." she said as she sat there with the two as she drank more of the recaf.

Sue bot nods like a bobblehead while the lord general gives his executive speech.

He raised his mug of Fenrisian ale to Sue Bot "it's the Chapter Mascot!"

Sue bot giggled! "Hey mister Greystorm! That was a lovely speech wasn't it?" She rushed over to him and plopped down on his lap. "Do you have any cool stories to tell?" she asked with her eyes focused on him.

" It is you who are the Grand Recreationist errh "

Aleksandr paused, she never really gave him her name or anything to call her by,

" Puella, I think "

He added pulling a random name for her.

" The regaling of tales and the work of entertainment falls unto thee, it is your duty afterall... you should be the one telling us stories or a good bar joke, here's one for you, hr-ahem "

The lord general adjusted his service cap

An Eldar, An Ork and A Tyranid walk into a bar, the bartender looks up and says "What is this, some kind of joke?"

The Eldar sighs, adjusting his soulstone, and says, "Actually, it is a tragedy. According to the runes of my ancestors, I was destined to have a drink in this exact location three thousand years ago, but my transport was delayed by your primitive mon-keigh traffic."

The Ork slams his fist on the counter and yells, "I DON'T CARE ABOUT NO RUNES! I WANT A BREW DAT'S GOT ENUFF KICK TO KILL A SQUIG, AND I WANT IT IN A GLASS BIG ENUFF TO BASH DAT POINTY-EAR OVER DA HEAD WIV!"

The Tyranid doesn't say anything. It just looks at the bartender, unhinges its jaw, and begins vibrating its scything talons.

The bartender looks at the Tyranid and says, "Let me guess... you're here for the 'all-you-can-eat' buffet?"

A Ba-dum-tss sound was heard from the Guardsmen marching band in the corner.

All she could do was sit there and listen to Aleksandr's long joke as she wanted to laugh at the end, but kept a straight face the entire time after the joke was done. "Good one, Lord General," she said with a slight chuckle while still keeping a stern look on her face.

Ami was sure that Coraline would have laughed to the joke, but she found the other woman keeping a straight face without laughing hard. It was as though the humor was switched off in an instant with Coraline. Just in case to not offend the Lord General, she kind of laughed, but she, too didn't smile. She rather had a distant look on her face.

"I don't get it."

"You will when you get older," she told the little girl as she took a cup of recaf from the table. "Care for some, Aleksandr?" she asked the Lord General as she thought about everything that had transpired.

"Trust me, It's best that you don't know."

"She is too young," she said again as she sat there drinking her recaf.

Matt would then walk in. "Hello hello, everyone. It's been a long while since I last been here..."

She stared up at him with her cup to her mouth without saying a word with a stern look on her face.

And Nolegs rolled in behind Matt.

"Matt, I know your still wondering if that Ribby person is an actual frog or not, but don't you think your thinking it too deep? I mean, I stared at her for a brief moment and she looks frog-ish to me."

But Matt interjects with a cough. "Nolegs, I know something's off when I see em. Besides, if I were to be thinking more and more, my brain would just fry and Natalie has to step in to slap me back to reality. So you can't say sh*t if my brain isn't brain-ing."

"that's literally because your f- *PIZZA TOWER TAUNT SOUND*-ing stupid, Matt."

"Smol is just how I am. That's the case with all of the destwoyers in evwee fleet."

"Nothing wrong about being small," she said as she sat there taking another sip. " But you are adorable," she noted without cracking a smile.

"I mean, The man who trained me when I was just a kid is short in terms of Height too... Regardless, He's still a good teacher."